Because the world is in a sick condition and we are all somehow infected, against our will, even if we think we are whole in mind and soul and body.
Robert GravesTag: progress soul spirituality sickness wholeness
In Dedication.
All saints revile her, and all sober men
Ruled by the God Apollo's golden mean -
In scorn of which I sailed to find her
In distant regions likeliest to hold her
Whom I desired above all things to know,
Sister of the mirage and echo.
It was a virtue not to stay,
To go my headstrong and heroic way
Seeking her out at the volcano's head,
Among pack ice, or where the track had faded
Beyond the cavern of the seven sleepers:
Whose broad high brow was white as any leper's,
Whose eyes were blue, with rowan-berry lips,
With hair curled honey-coloured to white hips.
Green sap of Spring in the young wood a-stir
Will celebrate the Mountain Mother,
And every song-bird shout awhile for her;
But I am gifted, even in November
Rawest of seasons, with so huge a sense
Of her nakedly worn magnificence
I forget cruelty and past betrayal,
Careless of where the next bright bolt may fall.
What's remarkable about Shakespeare is that he really is very good, in spite of all the people who say he is very good.
Robert GravesTag: robert-graves william-shakespeare
I have done many impious things--no great ruler can do otherwise. I have put the good of the Empire before all human considerations. To keep the Empire free from factions I have had to commit many crimes.
Robert GravesTag: power morality corruption ruling livia
I love, therefore I am.
Robert GravesTag: love poetry descartes being
This seems to me a philosophical question, and therefore irrelevant, question. A poet's destiny is to love.
Robert GravesTag: truth love poetry questions philosophy poets
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